The Screen

Sometimes
I prefer the screen
cold lack of intimacy
keyboard's equal distance
for the difficult task
of peeling back the core
I can pretend 
it is someone else 
probing the ether

a file of juxtapositions
sit at the edge of memory
on parchments
palimpsest undivided

sometimes
I prefer the screen
separating cortex from lymphatic
another dimension to sit in
to pluck and bend 
the shape of dreams

Lish